act wildly

Chapter 215
Jiang Lin suddenly screamed and curled up.

Lu Zhaohe wanted to kick him, but the nurse outside heard the sound and rushed over. He was so frightened that he screamed, "Stop, the hospital is not allowed to do anything!"

She stopped her. Lu Zhaohe's tall figure was wrapped in the coldness of wind and snow. His chest heaved and his eyes were extremely dark. He stared at the people on the ground as if he were looking at a puddle of dead things. !”

Jiang Lin screamed repeatedly and fainted from the pain. The nurse who was frightened to death called for someone to come and hurriedly carry him away.

The ward instantly became quiet, with only the sound of two breathings coming and going.

Lu Zhaohe was breathing heavily, and Bai Pu was equally restless.

She breathed in the fresh air. Jiang Lin's madness made her feel the taste of death even more than when she was underwater.

It was a feeling on the verge of despair. There was darkness in front of her eyes. Lu Zhaohe appeared again and forcefully held a beam of light in front of her eyes.

She raised her head and looked at him, and Lu Zhaohe also looked over.

Bai Pu's eyes suddenly turned red, tears fell as soon as he said it, and he raised his hands towards him.

Lu Zhaohe remained silent and stood there quietly.

She flattened her lips and did not put down her hands. The grievance in her eyes was about to overflow, and her tears were like broken beads.

Finally frowning, Lu Zhaohe pursed his thin lips and took two steps closer to her.

Bai Pu sat on the edge of the bed, hugged the man's waist, and buried his head in it.

As if she had found support, she cried out all of a sudden, her body shaking from crying. Her thin body was like a leaf blowing in the rain, and she let out a sob from time to time, like a wounded animal. She could only vent her grievances through tears.

Soon Lu Zhaohe's shirt got wet, and the warm humidity spread little by little.

His eyes became darker and darker, his eyes drooped, and he put his hand on her shoulder, "...are you scared?"

His voice was a little unnatural and extremely low.

Bai Pu paused and nodded while crying.

Feeling the hand on his shoulder, he sobbed.

The scalding temperature of his hands penetrated his clothes, as if it was scalding along the blood to his heart, and his heart trembled for a while.

She had cried enough, and her mind gradually returned. She raised her eyes red from crying in his arms, with a look of pity on her face.

Bai Pu felt embarrassed and embarrassed. He could obviously hold it back, but why did he break his guard as soon as he saw him?

He swallowed his throat and said tremblingly after a while, "...Thank you."

Lu Zhaohe's hand hooked her chin, forcing her to look up. His eyes were deep and his voice had no emotion, "When did you thank me?"

Bai Pu took a breath, and the touch of his jaw was infinitely magnified. All the surrounding sights and sounds faded away. At this moment, his eyes seemed to only pretend to be him.

In the past two days alone, he had rescued her twice more, once underwater and once just now.

She swallowed, raised her fingers, and held his hand, feeling speechless.

The woman's palms were slightly cold, her fingers were slender and the skin was thin, so white that you could see the blood vessels, which was in sharp contrast to his wheat-colored skin.

Lu Zhaohe felt her soft and boneless strength, and the coldness in his eyes finally faded a bit.

He just retracted his hand and took a step back, "You dare to go to my bed, I think you are a bit brave, but you were almost killed by two things like that?"

There was no concealed sarcasm in his words, and Bai Pu's face became hot when he was told this.

She looked at him with wet eyes. There were traces of her crying just now on his clothes, which were stained with tears and were very conspicuous.

(End of this chapter)